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| Thursday, January 13, 2005 |
| Should I therefore be made the subject of fun? |
When other people plan things, they generally go through. When I plan things, disasters tend to happen. For example:
- Early/mid 2004, I lose some weight and vow to keep it off and lose more. End result: gainage of all original weight.
- Mid/late 2004, I look for a job, my effort ranging from so-so to "I need some money dammit!". End result: As of mid-January 2005, still unemployed and unable to update my Lipsmackers collection.
- November 2004, participate in Nanowrimo and dedicate to myself to writing 50,000 words in 30 days. End result: As of now, I am around 43,000 words, and moving slowly if at all.
The most recent catastrophe of my attempting to get things done - with 1/24 of 2005 already over, I decide I need to go into (or rather invent) super-Yvonne mode and do the following:
- Finish my novel
- Get a job
- Make my blog look really cool
- Spend my spare time making clever mix CD's
A computer is essential for all of these things, except for possibly #2, but it was my access to craigslist that got me a job interview for the first time in the super months I'd been searching. I admittedly was not HIRED for that job, but you should get my point.
So picture it: Sicily, 1922 - actually, that's wrong. Picture it: my bedroom, yesterday. I turn on my computer and it starts up normally, the Windows 98 logo comforting me with its cheery blue sky as usual. Desktop icons and wallpaper and McAfee Security Protection Center all load normally. I am about to check my e-mail when the infamous Windows "Blue Screen of Death" appears and informs me that my C: drive does not have a valid FAT partition. The hell you say!
To make a long story short (too late), my gorgeous 21 gigabyte, Comast-fueled, CD-burner-having, MP3-containing Quantex is now about as useful for computing as a rubber band wrapped around a pencil. There seems to be no way around it: Trying to partition the hard disk is impossible, as the computer insists there is no disk to be futzed with. I can not format the disk, install Windows, or do anything other than run Scandisk, according to which there is no problem with the C: drive (which I thought you didn't have, ya clever bastard).
Until me, my dad, or the nerdy computer guy who fixed my computer last year can figure out what's up, I have now hooked up my family's old eMachine computer. The specifications of said machine:
- 2 gigabytes of space
- Close to no RAM
- Will load web pages... eventually
- Makes a roaring sound louder than my 1993 Jeep Grand Cherokee
So for now, I shall have to write my novel by hand, look at job ads at the actual paper-versionof the Contra Costa Times, keep my blog simplish, and listen to CD's I already have. Bummer.
On the plus time, it is now almost time for lunch.
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posted by Yvonne Hernandez @ 11:31 AM
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Name: Yvonne Hernandez
Home: California, US
About Me: I hate numbers, but I'll throw some at you: 24 years old, 30 purses, 100 lip glosses, 200 books, 1 new celeb crush a week, 2 much procrastination, 2 dogs, and 2 blogs where I obsess over all these things. This, is one of them.
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